I was born into a dogmatically LDS home, where my father and mother lived to remain worthy according to the rituals and ideals of the church. It was equally important that we as their children did so. The first time I remember being taken in to discuss my sexuality with a bishop was when I was 5 years old. I had touched myself out of curiosity, and I remember my mother and bishop discussing ways to deal with my unworthiness. At the same time, I was pulled out of primary to be molested by church leaders- and this continued all throughout my childhood. I was told that he could do those things to me so that I could know what sin feels like.
I was being accessed earlier than the age of three by predators in church authority. The same religious leaders that molested me during my primary classes on Sundays, also took me to ritualistic circles where I was to witness a great deal of violence and sexual perversion.
This led to debilitating confusion for me. Between severe and regular abuse and an extreme culture of shaming, I developed DID and PTSD and had begun attempts to end my life by the age of seven.
Because of my vulnerabilities, I was picked up by a trafficker in early adulthood. She had posed as a therapist. After six months of being sold in trafficking rings, I ran away. I believe that I am living for the sole purpose of having a voice regarding LDS abuse, and advocating for social and cultural change regarding this religious system.